Recently there was a winter storm and white completely redefined the landscape. I walk out to new visual discoveries. Parallel lines of forked quail prints cross the oval tracks of a lone rabbit. Snow sits fat, frosting dollops on green sugar bush branches and pine needles. Feathered crystal patterns reflect from a puddle.

Mostly I am breath-caught silent by the space around objects, the negative space. It is that tree, that boulder, that view that is now silhouetted and distinct within the whiteness, each is highlighted and suspended for a moment, a day perhaps.

Share this:

Like this:

Categories

Pages

Thank you for visiting A Passion for Creativity. Readers are welcome to share this blog, but please do not copy or distribute any images and/or text without my permission. Contact me at joandes@wildblue.net if you have questions or comments.
Copyright 2008-20017 Joan Desmond